While living in Puerto Rico in 2004 I began painting an abstract image of web-like vertical drips. Soon after, I came across one of Old San Juan's amazing banyans—enormous trees with hundreds of ropey roots that hang from their branches to the ground—and I was struck by the resemblance. I titled that first painting Roots. Since then, this pattern has caught my eye in many unexpected places and forms—streaks of rust on New York subway station walls, cracks in the sidewalk, light reflected underwater, and in images of cerebral neurons and the circulatory system. The ubiquity of this pattern in nature intrigues me, and I create these paintings in a meditative state. Especially after I’ve been working on portraits and other more representational subject matter, I like to settle into this rhythm of roots and branches, layers and drips.